the adventures of Saw McMillian

Saw McMillian disappeared suddenly... no explanation, no letter of 95+1 grievances, just disappeared... He's back now though, and now he has a story to tell.

According to him, it was the stress of finals week that got to him. the horrible stressful tests just piled up and up until poof! from the internet he disappeared. I think he's lying, the tests shouldn't be that hard. I mean really, i'm been preparing for them since August right? I think he discovered anti-matter and just doesn't want to tell anyone about it. or the government is trying to cover it up. they told me that Saw left because of a bug in the system, but i'm not going to fall for this conspiracy!!! I have my right's and i want them!!! show me the anti-matter or this water bottle won't get recycled!!!!

anyways... so he left, and where did he go? well first he went to sleep because sleeping is fun and when your on your own with no one to boss you around, it's fun to do fun things. and then he went and did some service, because service is fun also, but that tired him out so then he slept again, when he woke up from that, he slept again. do you see this? it seems that he did a lot of sleeping during the weekend that we was away.

okay, surefire dates, Sunday morning after all that sleeping, Saw McMillian was getting a little tired of being on his own, no one to talk to, and he was getting hungry. Eggs sounded really good right now, but he had no where to get them, he ended up starving. luckily Blogger websites are made to live several day without food, otherwise he might have been a goner.

Then after a long arduous journey across multiple server networks and tron-frisbee's Saw McMillian came back home, amazing story I know, but what can you expect? he's a blog and it's hard for blogs to tell stories when they haven't been around to be fed in a few days.

I'm still waiting for my anti-matter, hey blogger team! do you want this water-bottle to be recycled or not?
your choice

(for the dim-witted among us Saw=Smile All-Ways, S.A.W,  get it now? and my blog went off-line for a couple of days because it was incorrectly labeled as spam during the weekend and apparently the Blogger team doesn't work on weekends, who would guess, their normal people)

I Am, a Friend.

To those who are feeling sad, lonely, depressed, and rejected.
I am, your Friend.

To those who are as little children, my love has no end.

To those who once knew me, but have sense turned their back,

I am still your friend, though you see me as black.

To those who are lost and have no hope to be found, I am your Friend.

Though you spit on and curse me, and my heart does rend.

I would end your pain and dry up your tears,

For I do forgive you of all those years.

To those whom I love, and who love me in return,

I give my kingdom, and endless knowledge to learn.

To those who would have me hung on a cross,

your pain is your own, but I have paid the cost.

You don't know me, I lived many years ago,

but my influence doth shine, very much a glow.

I have been beaten, bruised to death,

so that ye may have and enjoy, your breath.

but yet ye do know me,

I created the world,

and it's beauty stands,

as a testimony,

I Am, The Lord.

In this winter season it is very easy to feel sad, lonely, or hopeless, the world gets colder and less friendly. It's easy to get stressed out. How thankful i am that I have so many wonderful friends to guide me in my life. I don't know what I would do with out them. but I know I have a greater Friend then what exists in my friends and family on earth, and that is The Lord, Jesus Christ, the Great I Am, I love him so much; I know that when I turn to him for comfort and aid that he will help me. He has paid the price for my sins, and I know I can come back to live with him someday. I am comforted by the knowledge that what ever affliction I may feel on earth today, will eventually, when looking back on it, feel like a small moment in time, insignificant to the happiness I will feel for enduring to the end and entering into my exhultation. I know these things to be true, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

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this is the first time i've done this, but I don't think this post is done. I need to share some extra quotes, not my own words, about what it means to be a friend. So here they are:

"A true friend is someone you can disagree with and still remain friends. For if not, they weren't true friends in the first place."
---Sandy Ratliff


"Sometimes in life, you find a special friend. Someone who changes your life just by being a part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is forever friendship. When you're down and the world seems dark and empty, your forever friend lifts you up in spirit and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full. Your forever friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times and the confused times. If you turn and walk away, your forever friend follows. If you lose your way, your forever friend guides you and cheers you on. Your forever friend holds your hand and tells you that everything is going to be okay. And if you find such a friend, you feel happy and complete because you need not worry. You have a forever friend, and forever has no end."
---Unknown


"I believe in angels, the kind Heaven sends. I am surrounded by angels, but I call them my best friends."
---Unknown


"Memories last forever, never do they die. Friends stay together, never say goodbye."
---Melina Campos


"A best friend is a sister destiny forgot to give you."
---Unknown


"When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you, and your best friend will be there."
---Unknown


"If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand."
---Unknown


"Never forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend, as you will always find me yours."
---Ludwig Van Beethoven

The Things One Does for Attention...

My room mate likes to do a lot of funny things, mostly for attention, and mostly for the attention of girls, so with his permission, I am going to endeavor to list all the stupid things he's done/does, in no particular order.

1. he built an igloo in our shower, originally intending it to be a prank for someone else... fail.
2. he walks around in his underwear/speedo/shirtless, (sometimes he wears pants...)
3. shouts "WHO'S THERE!!!' when ever he hears someone walking down the hall, no matter what time of night it is
4. spends a lot of money on air fresheners
5. started a competition to see who could through a cardboard tube down the hall the farthest, without hitting and bursting the sprinkler heads in the ceiling.
6. Throws things out our window... e.i. pumpkins, snow balls, and ice-chunks...
7. he likes country, but when he has a girl over to study, he listens to hard rock.
8. once he went up and down the hall wrote his signature on every flier posted, now there are signs warning that if it happen's again, the floor will be charged for vandalism.
9. Having introduced him to racquet ball, he is constantly bouncing the ball off the wall, when our RM isn't around...
10. when he first got to the dorms, the thing that got most of his attention was that if he spayed fabreze in the heater, it would come out through the fan, he seriously would do this every day for a week, just because it fascinated him so much.

and so, in summation, he's not all that unlike me! :) except, I don't walk around in my underwear...

wait... I must be out of my mind... nope, that's normal.

I have started and stopped many blog posts in the past few days, but none of the subjects seem to flow as easy as they normally do. I procrastinated writing about gingerbread houses, then I was going to write one of those paragraphs where all the letters in the words are screwed up except the first and last, which makes it still readable, but it seems that's harder to do than you'd think. So now for the lack of anything better to do, i'm writing about how I have nothing to write about. hmmm.... here's a short story that i'm about to make up.

once upon a time there was an elf, this elf liked to paint things. this elf lived in a forest, and in this forest there were a lot of rocks. so the elf would paint things on the rocks, sometimes he'd paint rainbows, sometimes he'd paint rain clouds. but everyday he painted something on a rock. then one day, he looked out at his forest and noticed that there wasn't anymore rocks to paint. He also noticed that where as his forest used to be a drab and lonely place, it was now full of so many colors it hurt his eyes. It was beautiful. So, he decided to take his rock paintings and share them with the world. As he met people, he'd hand them the rock he felt they would like the most. If the person seemed happy, he'd give them a rainbow. if the person seemed troubled, a raincloud. one day, he was walking along, saying hi to all of the friends he'd made by sharing his work. when he noticed something odd, he didn't have any more rocks to give out. what was he supposed to do? well. he still had paint, so he figured he'd go paint some more rocks. He said good bye to his friends, and left on a journey to find more rocks to paint. he journeyed far and wide, but where ever he went, he couldn't find any rocks. it seems that everyone had followed his example and were painting rocks to share with one another. the world seemed completely devoid of any gray at all. And then he saw it. Huge and immense, stood a huge cliff. solid rock, many feet high. It was the perfect challenge for a seasoned painter like the Elf. He painted as much as he could, creating a mural to match the sunrise, but try as he might, there was just to much stone for him to cover. he sat down dejected, although his little patch of the cliff was beautiful, there was still so much cliff that wasn't. He was just about to give up when he heard a noise, it started softly, then grew to a tumultuous clatter. It was all of his friends! they were coming will all of their paint buckets to help in his quest. they set to work with a vigor, painting all day and all night, taking it in shifts. little by little the cliff face was covered. with beautiful rainbows coming from stormy rain clouds, trees basking in the sun, animals frolicking through the forest. but most of all was shown, on that cliff face, the life of an elf, who brought joy to a very, very, bleak world. lightened everyone's day with a smile, and painted the gray rocks, with color.

good story? bad story?
that's the world I live in, deal with it.